Chapter 1688 A Messenger?
"Yes, my child knows!" Ziming got up lightly, put away the soul-destroying lamp, reached out his hand again, and took out a storage bag from his bosom, opened it, and grabbed a handful of millet seeds from inside, Said, "I want to teach all the old witches to know that this is the millet seed sent from the sea by the God of Houtu, which is completely different from the original millet seed in Mengshan! Not only is it not afraid of drought, but it also grows extremely fast. It can be broadcast many times a year!"
"How is it possible?" The veteran witch in Xuanming Village waved his hand, and several millet grains fell into his hands. After a closer look, he still couldn't believe it and said, "This is just an ordinary millet grain, but the old man can recognize it clearly. Millet seeds have been carefully studied!"
"Wait a minute, Mr. Wu!" Ziming said with a smile, "The effect of this millet...has been tested by Hong Dizhai, a subordinate of Shebi Village, and please explain it to all Wu Laos."
While speaking, from the crowd, Na Hongyizhai Wu Lao came out with some fear. He is just one of the three hundred and sixty village shamans in Shebi village, his status is extremely low, and the chances of meeting the shamans of Shebi village are rare, let alone seeing the twelve main villages all at once. The big witch is old.
"My lord, I have met all of you elder shamans!" Hong Yazhai shaman, who hadn't mentioned his name when he saw Xiao Mao, finally gave his name and saluted the twelve elder shamans.
"You baby, you have so many vulgar etiquette! Come on... is this millet seed really what Ziming said?" The old witch of Xuanming Village waved his hand impatiently.
"Yes, Mr. Wu!" Nahong Yazhai said hurriedly, "I have planted twice, and each time I harvested a lot of millet. Not only the harvest was 30% more than the previous one, but also the millet seeds harvested They can also resist drought and ripen early!"
"Hahaha~" Seeing that someone had already tried it, the faces of the other ten great witches all showed ecstasy! Only Shebizhai Wu Lao's face was a little cloudy and uncertain.
"Huh? Ziming, this...is a storage bag?" The old Wu with three arms and a face hidden behind a square scarf was suddenly taken aback when he saw the storage bag in Ziming's hand.
"It's easy to teach the great witch to know, that's exactly the case." Ziming said with a smile, "How can my people of Mengshan go to Yihehai so easily? This is sent by Taoist monks under the guidance of the God of Houtu!"
"Cultivator of Dao Sect?" Everyone in the ancestral hall focused their eyes on Xiao Hua and others. They also understood at this time. Why are there several Taoist monks in the ancestral hall of Houtuzhai.
"Master Xiao, please come here!" Ziming's crisp voice sounded.
Following Xiao Mao's decomposition, everyone was looking at this place. Another greeting from You Ziming. Xiao Hua knew it was time for him to wait for someone to play.
then. Xiao Hua nodded at Xiao Mao, and under the leadership of Xiao Mao, he filed out from the crowd of elder witches, and came to the front of the statue of the God of Houtu.
Hong Yazhai Wu Lao is also in front. Seeing Xiao Mao walking by in front of him, his face was flushed red, he wanted to open his mouth to call but he didn't dare. Xiao Mao didn't know what he was thinking, so he just nodded slightly at him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, this smile made the old Wu of the Yan village feel relieved all of a sudden.
"Xiao Hua, Yu Leizong of Xi Country, I have met you seniors!" Xiao Hua saluted first, and Xiao Mao and others followed suit.
"Yeah!" Many elder witches nodded slightly,
He didn't pay much attention to it at all, but the elder Wu of Xuanmingzhai asked in Taoist language in disbelief, "Did you find this millet?"
"It was found by me and my junior brother Xiao Mao!" Xiao Hua corrected.
"Where did you find it?"
"Naturally it's the sea?" Xiao Hua said with a smile, "It's just that it's a deserted island, and the younger generation and the younger brother occasionally encounter it when they encounter a storm. If we look for it now, I'm afraid it won't be easy!"
"Why are you waiting to come to Mengshan?"
"The junior is here to practice!" Xiao Hua was still neither arrogant nor humble, "I didn't expect that...it was actually arranged by the Great God of Houtu to give millet seeds to the people of Mount Meng!"
"Jianji, come to Mengshan to send millet seeds for the Great God of Houtu, that is the envoy of the Great God of Houtu!" Shebizhai Wu Lao said coldly, "But when will this Taoist monk be the god of my Mengshan Great God? make?"
"Zhemin~" Houtu village shaman also had a rare change on his face, and said lightly, "The old man only said that Xiao Hua sent millet seeds, but he never said that he was the envoy of my great god Houtu! Think The millet seeds are far away in the sea, and I, the people of Mengshan, rarely go there, so the God of Houtu sent the monks of the Taoist sect, what's wrong with that! Besides, even the God of Houtu sent Xiao Hua to be the envoy , the old man will not doubt it!"
"Oh?" Without waiting for the elder Wu of Shebizhai to speak, another young elder Wu also wondered, "How do you say that?"
"The old shamans must know the holy beasts that descended from heaven decades ago in my Houtu village, right?" said the old shaman of Houtu village calmly.
"Oh, what about... the holy beasts in your Houtu Village?" Many Wu elders only remembered at this time, and they all looked at the table in front of the statue of the God of Houtu.
"That holy beast is Xiao Hua's soul beast!" Houtuzhai Wu Lao said, "Xiao Hua came here to practice in order to find his soul beast. Tell me, if the God of Houtu didn't send him over, his soul Why did the beast come to my Houtu village in Mengshan one step earlier?"
Hearing what Elder Wu said, Xiao Hua also took out Xiao Hei, and that Xiao Hei obediently fell in his hands, with sleepy eyes!
"Si~" Many great witch elders in Wuzhai took a breath of air. They had seen Xiao Hei before, and knew that Xiao Hei was definitely not an ordinary soul beast, and this kind of strange thing was actually in Xiao Hua's hands, and it was so close to him. Intimacy, even if it is said that Xiao Hua is the envoy of the Great God of Houtu, who can refute it? The eyes of several witch elders showed thoughtful expressions.
"Of course, Xiao Hua is a monk of Dao Sect, and he never said that he is the envoy of God Houtu. He came here just to take away his soul beast and entrust the millet seed that God Houtu entrusted to him. Stay here and help my Mengshan people tide over the difficulties! That's all!!" Hou Tuzhai Wu Lao looked at the crowd and added.
"Don't I have to pay any price for Xuanming Village?" Xuanming Village Wu Lao asked.
Xiao Hua smiled, and without waiting for the Elder Houtu village to answer, he said first: "There is no need for any price! This millet seed was given to the people of Mengshan by the God of Houtu, and it was not Xiao and the others themselves, so why pay any price ?”
"Okay!" The old witch in Xuanming village nodded, and turned his head to the old witch in Houtu village, "Jianji, Xiao Hua has already said so, and the old man is not polite! But there are so few millet seeds, I'm afraid it's not good It's so good!"
"Don't worry about that!" Houtu Village Wu said with a smile, "Since it was sent by me, the God of Houtu, how could it not be thoughtful?"
"Hee hee" Ziming also smiled, stretched out his hand, and took out five storage bags from his bosom one after another.
"So many?" The eyes of the elder Wu of Xuanming Village flashed joy.
"I still have my concubine's body here!" Hou Tuzhai Ji Man also came over, and took out another six storage bags.
The old witch of Houtu Village laughed and said, "The God of Houtu just sent twelve storage bags, one of my twelve main villages! Although there are no other witch villages in Wumeng, my twelve main villages Distribute these millet seeds first, wait for a year and a half, and then spread them in Wumeng!"
"Okay!" All the witches were overjoyed, and their eyes fell on the storage bag.
"The elder shamans from Houtu Village and Shebi Village are all here, and they will wait for a while to distribute them carefully. The other elder shamans can take a storage bag and distribute them when they go back!" Ji Man said with a smile beside him.
All the old witches were not polite when they heard this, they grabbed their hands, each of them took one, and they all opened the storage bags to look at it, with satisfied expressions in their eyes. After all, in this storage bag, Xiao Hua left a lot of millet seeds. Although it can't solve all the disasters in Mengshan at one time, there is absolutely no problem in five or six years, and in the eyes of these great witch elders, That's just a blink of an eye.
"Jianji, thank you very much this time!" said a bluish-faced elder Wu, "The people of my Lushou Village have remembered the kindness of the Houtu Village."
"Don't say you're so out of touch!" Hou Tuzhai Wu said with a smile, "We are all descendants of the Twelve Great Gods, and we should support each other. If you really want to thank, you can thank the two little friends of the Dao Sect. Shan, also suffered a lot in the Sword Domain!"
Xiao Hua originally wanted to humbly smile, but unfortunately, after Elder Wu glanced at him and Xiao Mao, he only nodded slightly. Although there was no arrogance on his face and no contempt in his eyes, it was obvious that he was waiting for others in these great witches. It's nothing to the old eyes!
"In this case, the old man has to take a step first!" The blue-faced Elder Wu took his eyes away from Xiao Hua and Xiao Mao, nodded to the Elder Houtuzhai, and said lightly.
There was a hint of helplessness in the eyes of the Elder Wu of Houtu Village, he valued Xiao Hua very much, but he could not ask the Elder Wu of the other eleven Wu Villages to have the same opinion as him, their status may not be worse than his Yes, you can't force it yourself.
"Okay..." Hou Tuzhai Wu Lao nodded and said with a smile, "Mount Meng is now full of mourners, and we can make plans early if we take a step forward..."
"Slow~" At this moment, the old witch in Shebizhai opened his mouth with a strange expression on his face, and said lightly, "Jianji, some things are better said in front of the old witches, while they are all here now, Tell me about him!"
As he said that, the old Shebi village witch looked at Xiao Mao with lightning-like eyes, and even raised his hand a little.
"Zhemin, these are the affairs of your Shebi village and Houtu village, and have nothing to do with me!" The tall and tall Xuanming village witch said with a smile, "You should settle it yourself!"
In fact, as early as when Ziming went out to visit the village, all the great witch elders were somewhat enlightened. If Houtuzhai tried these millet seeds, he must choose the Wuzhai subordinate to Houtuzhai, and it is impossible to go there. The Wuzhai under Xunshebizhai, and the elder Wu of Shebizhai attacked Xiao Hua before he entered the ancestral hall of Houtuzhai, there must be something strange about it, these elder witches don't want to get involved in the two villages contradiction.
ps: Three updates today (to be continued...)